babble on

pride preened the periwinkle bride.
roses blanket the cobblestone walk, the transformation begins.
the wound trembles below the flowing linen.
tulips rise to greet the sun.

silky dawn kisses the meadow,
rains of virgin spring copulate with earth and seed.
under the willow the ageing Yaga dances alone
while children titter beyond her gates,

a serpent basks among heavenly golden showers;
the wisdom of seasons an alibi to the crime.
swans tease the reeds with mating calls
as nymphs frolic in the shadows.
the sullen siren song of summer,
even closer
or further away

then remembering the frost the night before
as ocean mists creep in through the window fan
the sleep wakes well past noon.